Spittin' Image?

Almost Ben and now Ian's entire life rarely does someone say the kids look like me. Rather that they are both a mini-Bill. Even as newborns they looked like a baby Bill.

As Ben rounded into age 4 he looks ever so slightly a little more like me, esp at the same age. I'll have to find some similar comparison pics when in SC next weekend if I can locate.

Ben and I had a really difficult summer. Between his utter defiance and my parenting skills channeling Betty Draper, Summer 2010 memories are not making a Christmas card. But at the end of the summer I got this great shot of us moments before we got onto what was the highlight of our Hilton Head Trip, a speeding 6 man boat to watch dolphins. It was the one-up of all Tuesday night date nights.

I even think he looks at least related to me. While I don't need him to look exactly like me it's nice to hear the comparison after 4 years of not.

This past week has frankly sucked. Between the insessant rain, finally feeling the isolation of the SAHM thing, being very frustrated with my weight, and still not sleeping well I'm in a funk.

I'm seriously ready for a vacation and change from the ho hum of daily grind of 24/7 childcare while juggling a job, as well as avery serious weight loss attempt. I'm looking at the upcoming trip as at least I'll be changing diapers in the happiest place on Earth while wearing a costume that will make me cry for the time and energy put forth to make it.

I'm sure with the sun that peaked out today and a nice dry, fall forcast we will be outside, and if it dries out a trip to the pumpkin patch. That is my hope, that and one day Ian will look somewhat a little like me too.

Although we are both still wondering who contributed the blond hair gene.

Happy Weekend